"How many temples will you crush to find god?"

Searching forever.Managing to distort the images seen,too, foreign for the taste of god .Not the ambrosia you had hope for.Onto the next mountain top,Next, forbidden islandHidden depths, to uncover.

Questions for every visit, every journeySeeking solace in each embrace Looking for truth, But tell me, young travelers what is it?Kissing upon paradise but turning away after You have touched it all.

Some temples you ran amok.Entire monuments self-destruct. Foundations crumble by your thoughts.Without care and time, they fell one by one.

Others try,You, destroy.Piece by piece.Unable to understand Beauty is in the eyes of the beholderEvery fine detail, Every minuscule moment,Creates Galaxies.Desperately searching for moretoo, Different.too, Strange.too, weird.You carved holesIn these temples.Did you,Realize in all those Temples, There was God?